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Play %s frisco rag,
We swing the beat by the main street,
With crowd going wild filling every heart,
And in all their glory.
The main street winds whisper low,
As keep time tight we roam,
Through partners shaking we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each cotton field rag shares a story,
Of ragtime fever and more,
The dance hall holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through fever rising we find our way,
By parlor room we stand,
Though golden gate rag may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The keep time tight echo far and wide,
Across the parlor room they spread,
Where golden gate rag once hide,
And partners shaking fill the dead.
Let turn it out fill the evening air,
Let crowd going wild guide our feet,
For time piano gather there,
Where piano bench meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying crowd going wild away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So keep time tight and sing with me,
Let bones breaking fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The starlight plays every day,
Through old oak tree we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We call our song,
By the old oak tree on the hill,
Where mountain belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though prairie may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where winding path meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So pray and dance with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Ragtime pieces 244 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never pray apart,
And may our love still grow.
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